What can I get you?
"What can I get you?"
No "Eddie, how you doing?"
Hi, Eddie.
How you doing?
I'm doing great.
Things couldn't be better.
Can I get a light?
Can I get a gin and tonic?
How's Vito doing?
He's good.
That's got to be a hassle, going all the way up there.
What is that, like a seven hour drive?
Yeah, something like that.
Good thing you guys didn't have kids.
Him being away for life, that would've been hard on them.
Listen, Eddie, if you're gonna sit at my bar,
then you're gonna have to talk about something else.
Don't get so defensive.
I'm just trying to have a conversation with you.
You're a bartender.
That's what you do best, you know?
Are you guys doing OK down here?
Yeah?
Do you need like a napkin or something?
Yo, Jenny.
Let me get a shot of whiskey this time.
Here, this is for you.
You know, I got a confession to make.
I don't want you to get upset about what
I'm about to tell you, but I tell you from the heart,
because that's the only way I know how.
I was actually hoping andwaiting that Vito went to jail.
You know why?
Tell me.
Because I got a thing for you.
I think you're fucking sexy.
And when Vito was on the street, I wouldn't dare go near you
or talk to you, because that would be plain old suicide.
But he fucked up, like I knew he would,
and he's sitting in... he's sitting
in a cage, while his beautiful wife's serving me drinks.
And now I got my opportunity.
Your opportunity?
To take you out.
Hm.
That sounds like a great idea.
Why don't we drink to that?
It'll be the best night of your life.
Here's to Jenny.
What?
What the fuck?
Get the fuck out!
What the fuck?
Jerk-off!
We come from Brooklyn, baby.
We come from Brooklyn.
We come from Brooklyn, baby.
We come from Brooklyn.
We come from Brooklyn, baby.
We come from Brooklyn.
We come from Brooklyn, baby.
We come from Brooklyn.
Brooklyn, Crooklyn, here the County of Kings.
My baseball bat swings when the nightingale sings.
One amongst thieves on the streets paved with gold.
No time in France.
No way of getting old.
We operate our rackets on the street corner practice,
batten down the hatches.
We're reaching for the matches.
Our bandanas, no one gets the last laugh, just my autograph
on this continental sound.
We come from Brooklyn, baby.
We come from Brooklyn.
We come from Brooklyn, baby.
We come from Brooklyn.
We come from Brooklyn, baby.
We come from Brooklyn.
Huh?
What do you think?
I just picked it up.
It's mint.
You got the two spokes, the Vogue tires.
Why'd you get a convertible?
There's no way we're driving through the neighborhood
with the top down.
Are you fucking kidding me?
Look at this fucking thing.
It's a beauty.
Put the top up.
You know, bud, sometimes I think you're way too paranoid.
Look at this, huh?
Nothing drives like a Caddy.
It's better than getting a fucking blowjob.
Speaking of a blowjob, this car smells like a whorehouse.
How many air fresheners you got in here?
It's not the fucking air fresheners.
It's my cologne.
What, you pour the whole bottle on?
Between your cologne and these fresheners,
I'm getting fucking dizzy.
You can always take the fucking bus, bud.
Oh.
Sure you guys don't need any food or anything?
No, Len, we're good.
We're in a little bit of a rush.
Tell Benny what's been going on.
Len, you're my brother-in-law.
We're here to help you.
Tell Benny what's been going on.
All right, this guy JimmyBeans, he's been coming around.
And?
He's asking for money.
This fucking Levanto family prick
trying to shakedown my fucking brother-in-law?
You tell him who your brother-in-law is?
Yeah, he doesn't seem to care.
You know, I can't hold him off anymore.
I got to start paying him.
I want no trouble.
You ain't paying him one penny.
I'll reach out to him.
Thanks, Benny.
I appreciate it.
You know, everybody thinks thisplace is a gold mine since they
shot Saturday Night Fever here.
It's a great fucking movie.
You get a chance to meet Travolta
when they were shooting here?
Oh, yeah.
Got a picture of him right over there.
Nice guy.
He's Benny's favorite actor?
Oh, yeah?
Well, we're not here to talk about movies or actors.
No, I'll help you out.
Don't worry.
Thanks, Benny.
Why did you tell your brother-in-law I
like John Travolta as an actor?
What, it's a fucking secret?
I don't want anybody outside ofus knowing anything about me.
You're also wrong about him being my favorite actor.
I like him, DeNiro, Pacino, and Stallone
all pretty much the same.
What a fucking coincidence, they're all Italians.
And you know what?
That's a great fucking scene.
In the movie, you know, when Travolta says, "hey",
two slices.
"Two, two fucking slices, two."
Now you're imitating Saturday Night Fever,
and you're eating my pizza.
I'll buy you another fucking slice.
Hey, get my buddy another slice here!
And you're no actor.
You know that.
You're right, I'm not an actor.
I'm a fucking gangster.
Now your brother-in-law's going to give us another pie.
Rummy.
You lucky cock sucker.
I never win in this joint.
You know that, Chris.
You know what we should do?
Go to Atlantic City this weekendwith Mr. Lucky over here.
You know who's building casinos down there?
Who?
Donald Trump.
No.
Yeah, he's going to wind up owning the town.
That son of a bitch.
Look who I found in Park.
Oh!
Jerry Pappolo, my favorite car thief.
How are you?
Good.
Come sit down.
Sure.
Want something to drink?
No, no, I'm fine.
So what you been up to?
Just hanging with boys, same stuff.
Rob any cars lately?
No, not since you told me not to.
Good.
A weeks ago.
The reason I ask, the other night someone
broke into my car, took her car radio.
It wasn't you, though, right?
No, it wasn't me.
No, you wouldn't do that, notafter I told you not to, right?
No, and I would never lie to you.
You know that.
Yeah, right, right.
Put his hand on the table.
Come on.
Come on, Chris.
Chris, come on, come on, Chris!
All right, which one do you want?
You want the thumb?
You want the pinky?
The pinky, huh?
The thumb?
Nothing.
How about the pinky?
The pinky?
Chris, no, no, no, no!
Motherfucker!
Listen to me.
You rob one more fucking radio in this neighborhood,
and I'm going to split your fucking head open with that,
you understand?
Yes.
You understand?
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!
Get the fuck out of here!
Deal the cards.
Hey, guys, listen up, OK?
Time is money.
You got to answer these phones faster.
It's a simple equation.
You pick up the phone, you put the bet down,
you hang the phone up, OK?
Yeah?
Got it.
Hey, listen, guys.
Filly's on the rise, $0.10.
It's on the hot side.
Let's move.
Hey, Benny.
Way to yell at them, Santo.
Gotta make your money.
I got to yell.
Yeah, we're doing good.
We're doing real good.
The only problem is, we're going to get some more
people to answer these phones.
We got that coming.
Everybody pay up this week?
Some small figures were carried, but one problem.
What's that?
Judah.
20 G's, nothing.
Knew we shouldn't have trusted that fucking Jew.
I'll take care of it.
Oh, yeah.
Guess who is going to be one of your celebrity judges?
Mm-hm, mm-hm.
Mountain Bird O'Donnell.
These Jews got a stronger holdon the neighborhood than we do.
What is it, the J, uh... the J something.
JDL, nitwit.
Yeah, the Jewish Defense League.
Talk about a fucking mafia.
Can you blame them after what they went through?
Everything is good.
OK.
Good, good.
Hello, Benny!
How you doing, Abe?
I forgot your name.
It's Tomasso.
That's right, Tomasso, Tomasso.
You can't get any more Italian than that, huh?
Are you making fun of me?
Relax.
He's just kidding.
Of course, I'm kidding.
I wouldn't want to have a problem with you.
Maybe your nephew Judah should feel the same way,
because owing us 20 grand could lead to a problem.
That little shit.
How embarrassing.
He doesn't think.
The more you bail out some people,
the more they take advantage.
I agree, but sometimes the bailout has to end.
These people pay you when you won?
Answer me.
I said, fucking answer me!
Yes, yes, they paid!
They paid!
So then you pay them when you lose.
Apologize to them.
I'm sorry.
Get away.
Go away.
When business is done, it needs to be done right.
I have 9,000 here.
Come back tomorrow, I'll giveyou the rest, then cut him off.
Don't worry about that.
That's already done.
OK.
Then I'll see you tomorrow.
You know what?
Forget the other 11.
It's all right.
What do you mean, it's all right?
Exactly what I said.
How about a gift?
It's beautiful.
And I'm sure you have someone beautiful to give it to.
It's worth close to 10 grand.
Fuck you.
Judah!
You really going to let that Jew get away with almost 11
fucking grand?
When people go into a restaurant,
the owner gives them a free bottle of wine,
a free appetizer, what happens?
I don't know.
What happens is, they go back.
You know how many customers we got from Abe,
how many business people he knows?
That money, it'll come back 10 times.
Maybe you're right, but I stilldon't trust these fucking Jews.
Do you remember what Hyman Roth did in The Godfather?
He betrayed the fucking Corleone family.
This isn't a movie.
Well, sometimes our lives feel like it is.
Look at this fucking shit, the rain.
I just spent $3 to get my car washed.
Motherfucker.
Look how beautiful you look.
Let's sit.
That's right.
I wanted the first part of this date to start on my stoop.
Well, Benny, I haven't sat on a Brooklyn stoop in years.
My dad used to say, you don't know
what you got till it's gone.
I remember him sitting on the stoop
so much before he got locked up, just looking out
at all the people on his block.
He knew it was any day that the feds were coming for him.
Guess he was thinking about what he was leaving behind.
Well, he left someone very beautiful behind.
There were no sidewalks where I lived in Texas.
It's like another universe out there.
It was nice, seeing different places.
Have you ever traveled at all?
Not really.
I know the drill.
Gotta keep your finger on the pulse.
Can't go too far.
You know it all.
Yeah, I do.
He was always worried about what might tomorrow bring.
I decided to just live my life for now,
time to just live for today.
Well, tonight is going to be a very good night.
That used to be me over there, with that jump rope.
We had like 20 girls on my block.
We would jump all damn day.
Me, I loved playing stickball.
I broke many windows.
I bet you did.
Looks like Benny Zerletta's moving up in the world.
On a date with Virginia Rizzo.
How do you think her dad would feel about that, huh?
Why don't you go upstate and ask him?
I'm sure he'd love a visit from you.
Just like the rest of these people around here
in Bensonhurst, I'm sure they would
enjoy a black man like you walking around
their neighborhood.
I don't know what you're talking about, Reilly.
You're in the same damn boat as me, man.
They wouldn't welcome your Irish ass, either.
You're a federal agent, pal, just like me.
That's right, and a damn good one.
I was a big part of putting her father away.
Yeah, he was a captain, right?
Rising captain.
Had respect from all the top guys, all the families.
He would've been head of the Colezzo family by now.
Yeah, well, guess his daughter didn't learn much,
bothering with a guy like Benny Zerletta, right?
She was gone for a while.
She should have stayed gone.
Come on, let's go.
Huh.
You know the feds have been snapping pictures of us.
You don't miss anything.
What a life, sitting in a car looking at other people?
The older we get, the classier we get.
Hey, you put my dad away, I'd give your ass the finger, too.
Why are you parked in front of my house, huh?
Only in Bensonhurst!
Just got my first Italian lesson.
I'm writing this letter to let you know, this love of ours
just can't go.
I never knew how happy I'd be till you showed me
how love can be.
This letter that I write you isto let you know is how I feel
and what we share is for real.
This letter I write to you love letter.
Love, love letter.
What's up, Dana?
Where's your friends?
Do you want me to call them?
Call your girl, Carol.
She's hot.
Well, there's only one thing that's
going to get her out tonight.
That's blow.
You guys got any?
Tell her to stay the fuck home.
We don't do that shit.
- You don't? - No. -No.
That's right.
You guys are with Benny.
That's a no-no with him.
How do you know this?
Did you forget I'm a neighbor girl?
I hear things.
Oh, you hear things?
Hear this, come here.
You wish.
Look at this.
This fucking jerk-off DannyCuccio's going to come in here?
Think you guys still got beef?
We're about to find out.
It's a little different now, though.
Yeah, they made him, right?
Yeah, who gives a fuck?
It's nothing special.
The Bozanno family'll make anybody.
Tell those two jerk-offs to come over here.
Gino, Danny wants to see you.
What are you doing here, Gino?
Drinking, like everybody else, Danny.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah.
What if I say you're not allowed here no more?
I'm sure you heard.
Yeah, I heard.
I heard you got it.
I'm happy for you.
Hm.
And because I respect the life, I'm going to leave.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
I didn't say you could leave.
Danny, you're obviously abusing the power
your so-called family gave you.
Because you know me cracking you on your fucking mouth
is a death sentence for me.
Mm-hm.
Yeah.
You on the other hand?
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Don't you dare raise your fucking hand!
Danny, you're the biggest fucking fraud
for a wise guy I ever met.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah, come on, you fucking fraud.
Yeah?
All right.
Please.
Motherfucker!
Now, get the fuck out of here!
What a good woman your mother was.
When I heard about her getting sick, I was so upset.
Yeah, she was sick for, like, two years before she died.
The last few months were really bad.
Were these hers?
Yeah.
She used to pray the rosary almost every day.
I remember always seeing her in church.
She always sat in the first row.
I used to go every Sunday, but I haven't been to church
in years.
Not since my dad went away.
I go a few times a week.
You go to mass?
No.
I haven't been to mass since Catholic school.
But I stop in the church to light a candle for my mom.
She asked me on her death bed tolight candles for her, so I do.
She used to light a candle for me
almost every day when she was alive.
Lot of good it done.
That's really great you do that.
I need to go back to church myself.
I'm hoping I'll be ready soon.
I got to go.
You can't stay for breakfast?
No.
I wish I could, but I got to be somewhere.
Of course you do.
Let me get this fucking straight.
You're telling me this happened at Tally's in front
of everybody?
Yeah, Mike.
What the fuck happened?
Fucking Danny Cuccio did this to him,
and I had to stand there and watch
him take a fucking beating, because Cuccio's
a made man and I'm not.
I want to kill this motherfucker!
Hey, Benny, I'm coming with you.
Stay here!
Benny!
I said, stay here!
What's up, Benny?
How you doing?
Want a cappuccino?
Where's Danny?
I don't know.
He's not here.
Tell him I'm looking for him.
Get this guy on the phone.
Hey, Benny, how are you?
That guy's waiting for you in chapel B.
So what are we doing about that other guy downtown?
Hey, Benny.
How you doing?
Chris is almost done with his meeting.
Be right with you.
All right.
Soon as I talk to him, I'll call you.
I'm worried about it.
All right.
Hey, Chris.
Sammy Clams.
Must be something important to get him over here.
Before I forget.
I got an issue with a Bozanno guy.
Yeah, I heard.
Danny Cuccio.
His captain, Ray Scars, reached out to me.
That pussy reached out to his captain already?
I'm going to sit down with him next week.
Next week?
I just went to his cafe to breakhis fucking jaw for putting
his hands on one of my guys.
Hey, listen to me, listen to me!
You've got to control yourself!
You're running around this neighborhood
like some crazy cowboy.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
There's rules, and you know them!
You can't always get what you want when you want it!
I understand.
I hope so.
We've got another problem.
What's that?
Matty Cigar's son.
I already handled that, personally.
Yeah, I know.
He's in a box across the hall.
So what's the problem?
I handled the situation immediately.
Immediately is not going to bring back his son.
That fucking idiot friend of yours got a pass,
and now his son is dead.
I get it.
Sorry that I asked for a pass for my mother's best friend's
son.
It happened.
I can't change it.
I'll go see Matty myself.
You're not going to see anybody!
You should have never went there to begin with.
I didn't want to bother you, Chris.
You got enough shit to deal with.
He took a sit-down with me, and I went.
Jesus Christ, what a fucking mess this is.
The last thing I need is a war with the Genessas.
I'll go talk to Matty and see if I can straighten this shit out.
In the meantime, you watch your ass, you understand me?
I love you.
You know that.
But please don't put me in a position
where I'm not going to be able to help you.
You understand?
I understand.
What's wrong with him?
Nothing.
What was I supposed to do?
No, you know I can't do that.
The rules are the rules.
I didn't make them up.
I've got to stand by them.
Of course I know what I am.
I'm a soldier.
Where do gangsters go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly.
Where do gangsters go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly.
Where do gangsters go when they die?
The don't go to heaven where the angels fly.
Where do gangsters go when they die?
The don't go to heaven where the angels fly.
As the guitar gently weeps, my Riviera
streaks into the night like a bat out of hell.
All the wishes in the well couldn't keep me from my cell.
I'm feeling paranoid, I couldn't trust my clientele.
The Marlboro blows, I blow the smoke through my nose.
You reap what you sow and Lord I know.
I took route 87, upstate New York.
I'm feeling like I sinned, so I must be getting soft.
Got an angel on my right, the devil on my left.
Conscious being on my brain for every single death.
I'm seeing ghosts, I'm being haunted like the tell tale
heart.
I'm on the road alone, headlights in the dark.
I never ever ratted, kept my mouth shut.
Bad karma all around, and I'm running out of luck.
Next soldier wants my job, better watch my back,
or I'll be the one in the trunk getting whacked.
Where do gangsters go when they die?
The don't go to heaven where the angels fly.
Where do gangsters go when they die?
The don't go to heaven where the angels fly.
Where do gangsters go when they die?
The don't go to heaven where the angels fly.
Where do gangsters go when they die?
The don't go to heaven where the angels fly.